The bronze hall fell into a large pit dug by Zhang Jueyuan, and the pedestal was deeply embedded in the earth under a section of the ground that he had bulldozed with his sword.

Then he kept controlling the left hand floating on the peak of the mountain in mid-air and fell gently, booming, and the mountain peak covered the big hole below, tightly, leaving no trace.

And that's not all.

Zhang Jueyuan looked around, his figure flashed, and he came to another mountain range thousands of miles away, the long sword was waved in the distance, and countless trees and flowers were uprooted under the sword momentum, and they were dragged by Zhang Jueyuan to the previous peak.

A number of flowers and plants fell at the foot of the mountain, and under his manipulation, the rhizomes were inserted into the soil, completely obscuring the traces of the mountain's peaks once off the ground.

Zhang Jueyuan returned to the sword sheath and clapped his hands, "Well, it should be about the same." ”

A forged relic is done.

................

The imperial capital, a complex of buildings covering a wide area, is a post station dedicated to receiving foreign envoys.

By this time, Putilo had regained his senses, and he was no longer in the same stunned state.

He stood in front of Grand Elder Patrick in frustration, like a child who had made a mistake, "Great Elder, I was wrong, I disgraced the Winged People!"

Patrick's face sank, "Yes, you're wrong!

Putiro was stunned for a moment, and his eyes looked straight at the serious elder standing opposite.

"It's... Didn't I just say that... Wrong?" Pudilo thought hesitantly, then continued, "I... I was wrong not to fall in love with that human woman, not to participate in this Rausch contest, and not to lose to a human who was younger than myself. I've lost the face of the Winged People, and maybe it will affect the negotiation with the Human Alliance......"

The more Patrick listened, his face became more and more heavy, and he kept shaking his head, and Pudillo, who was watching, finally couldn't say any more.

His voice grew lower and lower, and finally his face turned red, and his tone was as light as a mosquito, "That... What do you say I did wrong, Great Elder?"

"You, you, it's not wrong that you fell in love with a human woman, although there are few intermarriages between my winged people and humans, it is not impossible; it is not wrong for you to participate in martial arts competitions to recruit relatives, my winged people have always dared to love and hate, since you like it, then go for it; it is not wrong for you to lose to the human genius named Lin Sen, there is a mountain high in this world, and it is normal for a person who is even more talented than you to emerge. ”

Pudilo listened to Patrick's words, and the more he listened, the more stunned he became, and he was a little confused.

His Excellency the Great Elder denied everything he thought he had done wrong, was he not wrong at all? What did the Great Elder's previous words mean?

Patrick looked at Putilo's confused appearance, and slapped him on the forehead with hatred, "Haven't you figured it out yet!"

"You shouldn't be depressed because you fail, and you're wrong because you shouldn't be depressed after a blow. You Putiro is a genius, but you are not the only genius in this world, there are geniuses in the human race, the Shura race, and even the demon race. In this war-torn era, you will always fight them one by one. If you have such a low and depressed attitude every time you fail, how can you surpass them?"

Looking at Putilo's gradually clear eyes, Patrick knew that he had something in common, and continued with relief: "It doesn't matter if you lose, don't give up your efforts, and win back next time." You should use every failure as a motivation to work hard, which will give you a goal and a clearer purpose when you practice. ”

Putilo's eyes lit up!

"Great Elder, I was wrong, I was really wrong!" he said loudly, his emotions had broken free from his depression and depression, and an unyielding momentum emanated from him.

.................

In the palace, He Wenchang stood in the main hall with his hands in his hands, and a man in black behind him was hunched over and his head hanging and talking, "Your Majesty, Master Yan has already gone back, and he seems to be a little dissatisfied with his appearance." ”

"Hmph, what is he dissatisfied with, he got a great grandmaster master, and his daughter also got married. ”

He Wenchang said with a heavy "hum".

"Your Majesty, do you think that any measures should be taken against Master Yan? Otherwise, these courtiers below will follow suit, and each of them will begin to cultivate their own strength, but I am afraid that in the future, they will slowly stop taking the royal family seriously. ”

The voice of the man in black was gloomy, like ice that had not melted for thousands of years, making people feel cold.

As he spoke, he raised his head, his face was furrowed and wrinkled, and he looked like he was almost two hundred years old.

"Hmph, old man, you have a good calculation!"

He Wenchang snorted coldly again, but did not answer the man in black, but showed dissatisfaction with him.

He knew that this Weng Xiangting had always been at odds with Yan Hao, he was a political enemy in the court, and he couldn't look at each other's families in life, so they could be described as a pair of enemies.

Weng Xiangting's role in He Wenchang can be said to be two extremes compared with Yan Hao, if it is said that Yan Daxue's advice is an upright conspiracy, then this one specializes in conspiracy and trickery.

He specializes in dealing with some private things with Wenchang, and he has always acted unscrupulously, whether it is a human or a foreign race, there is no difference in his eyes, and when he does things, there is only gain and loss and nothing else.

Yan Hao has always been unaccustomed to his methods, and he has impeached him in front of He Wenchang.

And Weng Xiangting also couldn't get used to the benevolence and righteousness pursued by Yan Hao, and felt that it was a woman's benevolence, so naturally he would not let go of the opportunity to say bad things in front of He Wenchang.

In the past, he and Wenchang turned a blind eye to the battle between the two, so as to maintain the balance in the court. Now that Yan Hao has lost his favor, then this Weng Xiangting can't give him a chance to dominate the family, so he must beat it.

Hearing He Wenchang's questioning, Weng Xiangting smiled without changing his face, "Wronged, I'm all thinking about Your Majesty! Scholar Yan's prestige in Da Zhou is not low, it can be said that he is second only to His Majesty, and my old dog of His Majesty is not comparable." He has taken the lead and set a bad example, I don't know what the people below will follow suit, and in the future, will His Majesty still expect them to recommend talents, and they will not all be taken into their own bowls!"

He Wenchang frowned, but did not refute again.

Weng Xiangting's words can be said to say that he went to the bottom of his heart, and why he was afraid of Yan Hao was because his scholar acted fairly and strictly, did not bend the law for personal gain, and did not bully others, and won the hearts of the people in the court and among the people.

If Yan Hao was also like Weng Xiangting, who hated dogs, he would be relieved, even if he had a great grandmaster, it would be nothing.

He Wenchang, who turned around, frowned, his eyes were extremely deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

But Weng Xiangting was secretly happy in his heart, he had served His Majesty for many years, and he knew that his words had an impact on He Wenchang, if he didn't have any concerns, I am afraid that he would have to take Yan Hao down directly.